tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38952570213443480682024-03-14T03:50:18.533-07:00Memoirs of a WomanNew day, new start, new blog!freebloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09526504212781777564noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3895257021344348068.post-59418828022125419742012-01-23T12:15:00.000-08:002012-01-23T12:15:00.120-08:00Cream Split<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">OK Pizza over - so what about one of these:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><a name='more'></a>How nice must it be to become a lactating cow - just chewing grass, each blade chewed 50 times then passing it through four stomachs then turning it into the creamy good stuff to nurture my children.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">mmmmmm</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">the pizza was good but with desert it certainly got a bit better.</div><br />
</div>freebloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09526504212781777564noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3895257021344348068.post-51689819211480118162012-01-18T12:15:00.000-08:002012-01-18T12:15:21.366-08:00Pizza for tea!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Is it possible that making pizza for tea could be the one thing that keeps me sane? Not just because I like cheese and tomato but because it is so comforting that I can literally bury my head in it - so deep that I have mozzarella coming out of my nose - or rather going up my nose and coming out of my eyes.<br />
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Like cheese tears. Except not so stringy, the addition of the dried chilli flakes makes the nasal experience a bit less enjoyable - but the tears become all the more real.</div>freebloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09526504212781777564noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3895257021344348068.post-2146344596679219862012-01-18T12:10:00.000-08:002012-01-18T12:10:01.131-08:00New Start<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">After some time away - let me start tippy-tapping on my keypad as the thoughts generally dribble out of my head, past my shoulders, through my aching elbows, sore wrists and down to my fingers.<br />
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The kids are in bed, Jeremy Vine is keeping me company and as I wait for the kettle to boil then what more can I do?<br />
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Enough for now .....</div>freebloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09526504212781777564noreply@blogger.com0